With Me Tonight

"You know, I'm supposed to be on a diet," Norman said through a mouthful of a greasy hamburger. I guess his character in the zombie apocalypse was not supposed to be able to eat hamburgers.. I stole one of his fries and dipped it in his ketchup while laughing. "Oh really?" I teased. "I guess I better help you with these then?" I smiled and plopped the fry into my mouth.

After we had been chased into the restaurant by the paparazzi and talked a little, we decided we would eat here, finding out it was a burger place. And damn were the burgers good. "When do you start filming again, Mr. Reedus?" Okay, we also have gotten down a few beers as well.

He smiled his perfect smile, his white teeth showing through as he did. "May, I think, finish November this season."

My smile faltered for a minute, but I quickly took another bite of my food to regain my composure. That's 7 months.. Norman was now quiet as well, but I shook my head. No need to think about it now. It's only December and neither of us need anymore worrying right now. "Chocolate cake?" A smile teased on both of our faces. No one needed to say anything, except when ordering it. I guess chocolate cake was a reoccurring thing for us.

"Question," I said after the waiter walked off with our order. Norman's eyebrows raised and I continued, "your art? I haven't seen any of your stuff besides what's around your place.. Hows it going?" I really did love his art, and from what I've seen from around his house, or things on his twitter that not only him, but his fans posted, too; it's amazing. It's dark, weird, beautiful, interesting, sad, happy, and so Norman.

He smiled at me, "It's good.. Yeah, it's real good. M'working on a photography book."

A wide smile grew on my face and before I could say another word, the waiter came back with our cake. Which we didn't hesitate to dig into. I loved spending time like this with Norman, just hanging out, laughing, eating cake, not really caring, and getting to spend time with the goofy, dorky Norman I've grown to love.

"I'm paying," I stated when the bill came. He pays for me all the time.

"Nuh-huh, babe," Norman countered and snatched the bill, putting his card in and handing it to the waiter too fast for me to process.

"Norman-"

"I pay for my woman," he stopped me with a smirk, grabbing my hand in his and helping me up from the booth. His woman. I liked the sound of that. This time I didn't counter anything back, just smiled as we made our way out of the restaurant after he grabbed his card back and put it in his wallet.

He led me out the restaurant door, it now being dark outside as we started to walk down, waiting for a cab. He still had his hand in mine and our bodies close together as we walked. He was wearing his long, soft, trench coat type thing over his t-shirt that just radiated off warmth.

We eventually flagged down a cab and ran over to it, sliding inside and giving the directions back to my apartment. It was Helena's weekend with Mingus, so Norman was free to not have to go back home.

I leaned into Norman, his arm around my shoulders on the ride home, but when a song I liked came on the radio, I smiled and started to sing along in a light hum while letting my fingers play with the design on Norman's shirt. I turned to face Norman, looking at him as I started to sign playfully to him. He was smiling down at me with his bright blue eyes a rubbing his chin as I did. I love this song, it's Guns N Roses.

"Come on Axl Rose," he joked and grabbed my hand to help me out of the cab when we got to the apartment. I was so comfortable..

"I'm coming. I'm coming," I sighed and followed him into and up the building.

"You're coming?" He teased, winking at me with a chuckle.

"Stop," I bit my lip and teased, then pulled out my keys, letting us into my apartment. We both immediately stripped off our jackets and threw them onto one of my stools. I put my hands in the air after, letting out a big yawn. It had been a tiring past few days.

"C'mon," Norman chuckled at my yawn and led me towards the couch, allowing me to plop down lazily in his embrace again. I breathed in his warmth and musky smell while snuggling into him. "Are you going to stay over again?" I looked up to him.

"Do you want me to, babe?"

"Mhmm," I nodded and leaned my head back down on him. Of course I wanted him here, and I had a feeling he wouldn't want to go home anyways. He told me once that it just didn't feel right there alone without Mingus. "When do you have to pick up Mingus?"

"Helena's actually gona drop him off after lunch at my place, so I'll just have to be home by then," his hand started lightly rubbing up and down my upper arm.

"Good. I can make you breakfast then," a smile teased my face.

"Hm, let me guess... Lucky Charms?" He teased.

"Maaaybee.." I could feel Norman's chest rumble in light chuckles and I couldn't help but smile as well, watching him pull out his phone. He opened up his twitter and started going through it, laughing and showing me funny pictures some of his fans posted when he came across them. "When's Flanery coming back?" I asked after some of Sean's tweets came up. I missed Sean. He was cool and an extremely fun guy to hang out with, but I haven't talked to him since Thanksgiving besides a few times he and Norman skyped when I was around. "Well I'm seeing him at a con next weekend, then I think he's gona come back here for the week cos' we got another next weekend."

I nodded and continued watching him scroll through, until he stopped at one tweet. It was from one of his fans I believe, but attached was a link and "I ship Noelle!!" Both mine and Norman's twitter names were tagged and I raised an eyebrow, that has to be what the girl at the restaurant was talking about. Our "ship name". "What does ship mean?" I asked, watching as Norman opened up the link and some website came up with many pictures of us taken by the paparazzi, or just by bystanders.

"Fans do it all the time, it's like a couple name they like or somethin'," Norman said, eyes glued to what he was scrolling down. I was watching too, and it was constant pictures of us just walking down the street, getting out of cabs, even going into my apartment building or his with Mingus. Everyone was going crazy about "Norman's new mystery girl?" or "What does his ex think?" or "What does Mingus think?" It was a bunch of stuff that really shouldn't matter to the press, but everyone was curious. Everyone (his fans) were talking about me and I realized that I'm not just plain old me anymore.. People know me. A lot of people know me. And I think that's okay. I will get used to it, if that's what it takes to be with Norman.

"Look, someone did record it!" Norman chuckled and opened up a video that happened to be me singing at Gus's wedding. "They need this on iTunes," Norman exclaimed, smiling while I was growing a little embarrassed. It's kind of weird to watch yourself. I now totally get what Norman feels when I make him watch The Walking Dead with me..

"Hey! What ever happened to that Body of Water campaign video you did??" I remembered, the thought popping up into my head. "Can I watch it?" I gave him a puppy dog face and he smirked while rubbing his chin. He pulled it up on his phone and handed it to me.

I smiled and pressed play while watching intently, my smile growing every time Norman came on the screen. It made me all happy and giddy watching him "in action" and damn, it's almost unfair how attractive he can be.

"I like it," I smiled and handed him his phone back.

"Good," he nodded and this time threw his phone to the side, slouching down to get more comfortable with me. "I have a question for you."

"Hmm?" I looked up at his bright blue eyes.

"You remember how I said I was making a photography book?"

"Yeah," I nodded.

"I want you to be in it," He stated.

"What?"

"I have some ideas and I want them to be of you."

"...What are the ideas?" I asked, almost skeptically.

"Just some poses around... Naked," he said the last part quietly, that way it wouldn't seem so.. so naked?

"Naked? As in no clothes?" I raised my eyebrows. I knew what he meant and that a lot of photography women are naked, but I just wanted to make sure he was sure.

"I mean, maybe not completely naked, but ya know.." He was getting a little shy and I smiled.

"Everyone would see me naked.." I raised my eyebrows, contemplating.

"They wouldn't know it's you," he tried.

I would have to think about it, having my body be on display for the public to see, even if they don't know it's me.. But, at the same time I would love to help Norman, and not really watch him with some other nude girl. "I'll think about it," I stated. Norman leaned down and kissed the top of my head.

"Would have to keep a few for myself," Norman whispered in a husky voice, making me shiver. I wanted to come back with an equally sexy remark, but instead I just laughed lightly.

He raised an eyebrow at me, "what? And you wouldn't?" He smirked.

"Well I mean maybe..." I would much rather have Norman with me naked then in pictures. "But, it's different 'cause I'm not letting them be shared with the world."

"So does this mean... ya know?" He winked and his hands started sliding up my shirt, making goosebumps come over my skin. God, he drove me crazy, but I couldn't help the laughter that erupted from my chest again. "You're such a boy."

"Oh really?" He smirked. "You're just as turned on by me as I am you," he leaned down, whispering in my ear. His smirk only grew when I shivered again, having to bite my lip. He was right. I was, if not more. But, I'm not going to let him win this one.

"I think I'll survive," I stated stubbornly. "I think I can resist you for as long as I need to."

"Hmm, I don't know," he teased.

"Are you questioning my abilities to not get in your pants, Mr.?"

"Yes I am, Ms."

"Fine," I sat up, facing him better. "I bet you that I can go longer with out even trying to take your clothes off." I poked his chest.

"Are you making a bet with me?" He smiled, sitting up now as well.

"Are you accepting my bet?"

He sat there contemplating for a moment, and I smirked, knowing that he was thinking if he really could do it, but I let out a squeal when he made a quick moved, pinning me down on my back. "We see who can last longer?" His breath was warm on my face. I bit my lip and nodded. "If I win, you let me take some pictures of you.." He took a once over of my body under him, then met back up to my eyes. "And you have to sing for me."

"If I win?"

"What do you want, babe?"

"Unlimited Lucky Charms for the next year."

"The whole year?" He chuckled and I nodded. "Yep."

"Shall we seal it with a kiss?" His eyes glimmered and before I could even finish my nod, his warm lips were crashing onto mine. He gripped my waist, fingers caressing my skin while his stubble of his chin pricked mine, the fire only rocketing inside my stomach. He let his wet tongue slip into my mouth and I couldn't help but moan lightly into the kiss that was growing heated. I was becoming overly turned on as his tongue worked over mine, starting to work it's way out of my mouth and down to the sensitive spot of my neck. I had to pull away, causing Norman to smirk at not only my actions, but also my flustered appearance.

Tell me why I agreed to this bet again?